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Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
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It was christmas eve babe
in the tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I my face away
and about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
when all our come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a cold eve
you promised me
was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
I could have been someone
so anyone
you took my me
when I found you
I kept with me babe
I put them my own
can't make it all alone
I've my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are out
for christmas day
in the tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I my face away
and about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
when all our come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you first took my hand
on a cold eve
you promised me
was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for day
I could have been someone
so anyone
you took my me
when I found you
I kept with me babe
I put them my own
can't make it all alone
I've my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are out
for christmas day
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